The Poetical Works: Of Thomas Gray, ... with Some Account of His Life and Writings. The Whole Carefully Revised; and Illustrated by Notes. To which are Annexed, Poems Addressed To, and in Memory Of, Mr. Gray; ...C. Whittingham, 1800 - 223 ページ |
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... hear , in accents low , The sportive kind reply : Poor Moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth ...
... hear , in accents low , The sportive kind reply : Poor Moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets , No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets , No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth ...
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... hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . Gay hope is theirs by Fancy fed , Less pleasing when possest ; The tear forgot as soon as shed , The sunshine of the breast : Theirs buxom Health , of rosy hue , Wild Wit ...
... hear a voice in every wind , And snatch a fearful joy . Gay hope is theirs by Fancy fed , Less pleasing when possest ; The tear forgot as soon as shed , The sunshine of the breast : Theirs buxom Health , of rosy hue , Wild Wit ...
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... hear thy soft controul . On Thracia's hills the Lord of War Has curb'd the fury of his car , And drop'd his thirsty lance at thy command . Perching on the sceptred hand ( k ) ( i ) Oh ! Sovereign of the willing soul . Power of harmony ...
... hear thy soft controul . On Thracia's hills the Lord of War Has curb'd the fury of his car , And drop'd his thirsty lance at thy command . Perching on the sceptred hand ( k ) ( i ) Oh ! Sovereign of the willing soul . Power of harmony ...
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... hear the savage Youth repeat In loose numbers wildly sweet Their feather - cinctur'd Chiefs , and dusky Loves . Her track , where'er the Goddess roves , Glory pursue , and generous Shame , Th ' unconquerable Mind , and Freedom's holy ...
... hear the savage Youth repeat In loose numbers wildly sweet Their feather - cinctur'd Chiefs , and dusky Loves . Her track , where'er the Goddess roves , Glory pursue , and generous Shame , Th ' unconquerable Mind , and Freedom's holy ...
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... Hear from the grave , great Talliessin ( m ) , hear ; " They breathe a soul to animate thy clay . ' Bright Rapture calls , and , soaring as she sings , " Waves in the eye of Heav'n her many - colour'd 66 66 wings . III . 3 . " The verse ...
... Hear from the grave , great Talliessin ( m ) , hear ; " They breathe a soul to animate thy clay . ' Bright Rapture calls , and , soaring as she sings , " Waves in the eye of Heav'n her many - colour'd 66 66 wings . III . 3 . " The verse ...
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ACERONIA Agrippina Anicetus Antrobus atque Baiæ Ballder's Bank Annuities Bard beautiful beneath breast breathe Cambridge death dread earth Edward Eirin Elegy Eton College eyes fame fate fears fire flames flowers FRAGMENT genius give glory glow grace GRANDE CHARTREUSE Gray Gray's hæc hand harmony hear heart Heav'n Hinc honour horror imitation Julius Cæsar King Lord lyre Margaret of Anjou Mason Milton Muse ne'er Nero night numbers o'er Odin Otho passion Pembroke Hall Petrarch Pindar pleasure Poem Poet Poet's Poetry PROPHETESS quæ reader reign repose round sacred shade sight sing Sir William Williams Sisters smile soft solemn song soul spirit stanza strains sublime sweet taste tear thee THOMAS GRAY thou thought thro trembling University of Cambridge vale verse virtue voice VOLVA Walpole weave weep William Mason wing youth
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88 ページ - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care, No children run to lisp their sire's return Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure.
92 ページ - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
93 ページ - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
11 ページ - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave ? The captive linnet which enthrall?
95 ページ - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
28 ページ - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
89 ページ - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
89 ページ - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
21 ページ - Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong, Through verdant vales and Ceres...
13 ページ - Alas! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day: Yet see how all around 'em wait The ministers of human fate And black Misfortune's baleful train!